The Long and Short of It

One of our favorite events of the season is this Saturday's 4th Annual South Beach Dachshund Winterfest, which is sort of a Woodstock for weenie dogs and their people. The funny, little dogs and their equally funny owners and admirerers will gather across the street from The Palace at 12:00 Noon, mingle for a bit, and join in The Grand March to the elegant Tides Hotel where the Mayor or some other City official who is a little short himself of important municipal matters to attend to will present the Dog Keys to The City (to whom, I don't know yet).

The group--and I kid not, because it is too silly to make up--will then sing The Dachsong; and, after that, the real fun begins next door at The Palace, which has hosted the "afterparty" these four years. There will be a VIP dog area in out outside bar, hot dog specials, and plenty of Ditmar Dachshund Drink concoctions. I think I'm going to title the event, "Show Your Weenie at The Palace"; that would make it not altogether much different than any other weekend afternoon.

KiKi was helping me plan the afternoon last night, barking out ideas here and there, when he stopped, looked up at the ceiling in one of those mysterious gestures of his and muttered, "I wonder what the poor dogs are doing." We looked at each other and howled with laughter.